Verse 1
O Lord my BbGod, when I in Ebawesome wonder
Con-Bbsider all the Fworlds Thy hands have Bbmade,
I see the Bbstars, I hear the Ebrolling thunder,
Thy Bbpower through-Fout the uni-Bbverse dis-played.
Chorus
Then sings my Bbsoul, my EbSavior God, to BbThee:
How great Thou Bbart! How great Thou Fart!
Then sings my Bbsoul, my EbSavior God, to BbThee:
How great Thou Bbart! How Fgreat Thou Bbart!
Verse 2
When through the Bbwoods and forest Ebglades I wander,
And Bbhear the birds sing Fsweetly in the Bbtrees,
When I look Bbdown from lofty Ebmountain grandeur,
And Bbhear the brook and Ffeel the gentle Bbbreeze.
Verse 3
And when I Bbthink that God, His EbSon not sparing,
Sent BbHim to die, I Fscarce can take it Bbin,
That on the Bbcross, my burden Ebgladly bearing,
He Bbbled and died to Ftake away my Bbsin.
Verse 4
When Christ shall Bbcome with shout of Ebacclamation,
And Bbtake me home, what Fjoy shall fill my Bbheart!
Then I shall Bbbow in humble Ebadoration,
And Bbthere proclaim: my FGod, how great Thou Bbart!